ⅺ Free Read Paperback @Eat, Pray, Die (An Eat, Pray, Die Humorous Mystery Book 1) ⚡ PDF Author Chelsea Field ⚸ I dont say this often or lightly, but this book was completely delightful Heather WilsonFun and highly original Angela Brown, EditorSnappy, fresh, and filled with lots of self deprecating humor Ana Howard, EditorEat, Pray, Die is a sexy and stylish mystery thriller with no shortage of smart dialogue and taut action scenes Its an entertaining ride from beginning to end and I enjoyed the heck out of it Dean Mayes, Author BloggerWell written, very entertaining, filled with action, suspense, mystery, humor, romance and very unique characters Highly recommended Cynseer BookloverThis book was highly entertaining and I devoured it in a single day It was witty, charming, suspenseful, a great read If you like Janet Evanovich youll love Chelsea Field Hayleyking1CHAPTER ONE I stepped inside one of Los Angeless high rise buildings for the chance to turn my life around.It was a sweltering day in September, the kind that had my clothes clinging in places they werent designed to cling, and I shouldve been thinking about the job About what I would be doing The honor of protecting someone from harm.But facing my fears didnt come naturally to me, so I was thinking about my hair instead.I crossed the lobby and entered a waiting elevator I wasnt equipped like someone in the protection business No gun No Taser No combat or defense training I didnt even have any muscles worth acknowledging.I did have a hard knot of nerves in my stomach though Would a bad guy be intimidated if I threatened to release the butterflies The elevator shared none of my misgivings and shot skyward.I patted my unruly, shoulder length hair a nervous habit Id developed over twenty nine years of experiencing it having a mind of its own Some strands were stuck to my neck, subdued by sweat, but the rest was likely poking in all directions I watched the golden numbers light up one by one In typical Los Angeles fashion, even the damn elevator was glamorous than me.The nagging concern I might be underdressed rose with every floor I passed.I patted my hair some .Twenty three lit up, and the doors slid open with a quiet whoosh, reminding me of one of Aunt Alices disapproving sighs Aunt Alice and her perfect children never had problems getting their hair to behave They were probably above sweating too.The corridor ahead of me didnt look to be any sympathetic It was insulated and silent, far removed from the heat and bustle of the street below and untouched by my mounting tension.Ignoring the way anxiety had me projecting my feelings onto an inanimate building, I squinted at my palm The number Id written there when my handler set up the meeting had faded from an embarrassing number of bathroom breaks in the hours since But I could just make out the smudgy figures 2317 I walked until I found the matching plaque and made sure my shaking hand gave a firm, audible knock.Come in.I took a moment to steel myself, then shouldered my way through the heavy door.The room where my fate would be decided couldve been plucked from a European design magazine Floor to ceiling windows filled the space with natural light, all the better for calling attention to the distinct lack of furniture Despite the generous square footage, it was furnished with only two expensive looking chairs and a sleek rosewood desk with nothing on it but the token MacBook Pro.I fought back a smirk Where did this guy keep his stuff The man in question was seated behind the desk and looked so unenthused to meet me that I wondered if Id misread the smudged ink after all He was dauntingly handsome, with none of my insecurity, and dark hair that was cropped far too short to even think of misbehaving.The no nonsense style seemed at odds with the swankiness of his office, hinting he might be practical than the decor suggested.My gaze dropped to his eyes They were the stern gray of an overcast wintry morning the likes of which I hadnt seen since moving to California and just as unsympathetic The clean shaven square jaw and broad shoulders did not soften his image.I finished admiring his jawline and noticed his gaze was roaming over me as well.For a fleeting second, I wished it was his hands doing the roaming Then I remembered why I was here.This was the guy I would be endangering myself to protect If he hired me anyway If he didnt, maybe I could talk him into pushing me down the elevator shaft on the way out.Judging by the cool expression on his beautiful face, he might be amenable to the idea.My concern had been warranted I was underdressed The conservative navy blue dress and heels Id chosen to make the most of the slim build and blue eyes Id inherited from my mother seemed drab compared to his sharp, tailored suit Sure, Id inherited the dress and shoes from my mother too, but I had been hoping they were old enough to pass for vintage.By the time wed finished our mutual assessment, his mouth had formed a hard line.I forced myself to meet his eyes.Isobel Avery, I take it he asked.Thats right.He didnt react to my Australian accent Some Americans found it charming My potential client wasnt one of them.Actually, he didnt look as if charming was even in his dictionary.Nor did he look like he needed me to defend him A notion intensified by the fact that my knees were wobbling, and I was betting his werent.He didnt invite me to sit, and I wondered if that was so he could gauge my competence level by my traitorous knees I sat down anyway, lifted my chin, and put on my best impression of professional indifference.What experience do you have he asked.I resisted the urge to lick my lips before answering, leaving me acutely aware of how dry they were.That seemed unfair when the rest of me was still damp with sweat.Ive been selected for you by the Taste Society, I said Thats as much as you need to know.In other words, none, zilch, nada Id just finished eight months of intensive training, and aside from that, I was as green as a queasy leprechaun.This job would either be my saving grace or the final rut in a long road of potholes One step at a time, I told myself First get the job, then concentrate on whether you can pull it off.I stared at him, willing him to say yes. 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